Hi, I’m Tracy.

I’m flattered that people willingly come here to read about my neurosis. This blog started as a documentation of my ‘decluttering journey’ because I wanted to hop aboard the minimalism trend, but it ended up becoming a place where I dump details about my life I otherwise have no outlet for.

To commemorate this joyous occasion of tricking 50 wonderful followers. Here are some facts about me that you may not know.

(I really do appreciate you for reading.)


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Is she pretty on the inside?

I follow a lot of cute girls on Instagram. Not intentionally, but what else is on Instagram aside from cute cats and cute girls? While following too many fashion bloggers and amateur models can give me a sense of ‘fomo’ (especially a weekend after a festival that EVERYONE and their dogs went to), in general I try to keep the perspective that what’s in a photo is what someone wants to show of themselves, not how they actually are.

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Dealing with envy.

Envying others is a waste of time. Why waste time focused on what someone else has when I could be spending that time on my own happiness?

That being said, I am a person who is prone to impatience and anger. Sometimes, I can become really annoyed by just a comment someone has made, and it baffles those around me. “Why is this such a big deal?”When I examine the source of the anger in retrospect, I realize that there’s a little green-eyed monster underneath after all.

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Cute crap I don’t need. (aka March Yumebox Review)

Last month, I received my first subscription box from Japan. I was a little let down that I didn’t end up using most of the items in my box, so I told myself, “If March’s box is similar to February’s, then cancel it! You can do something else with that $40.”

March’s Yumetwins promised to contain ‘Totoro’ items! As long as it’s not a box full of keychains, I will be happy.

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My New Diet Starts! (and a psoriasis update)

Food was a lot simpler a year ago. Back then, the only worries I had about eating or drinking anything was the effect it might have on my waistline. Even though I knew I was lactose intolerant, I chose to eat dairy on many occasions anyway – what’s a little bit of abdominal bloating when there’s ice cream cake to be had? Life is for living, people!!!!

Ever since I developed psoriasis, that attitude has completely changed. Monitoring the effects of alcohol on psoriasis, for one, has made me ration every sip of alcohol I consume. If I want to have this gin & tonic – I will pay for it later, in the form of itchy, red, flaky scales. How carefree were the days when the only thing keeping me back from another glass was the bar tab? Now when I have a couple of drinks on a night out, I mull over the decision for days afterwards.

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